Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming.

But... the Warhammer universe is a place where the laws of physics often take a break.

Especially when it comes to unreasonable creatures like the Tyranids.

After much deliberation, Andy still felt uneasy.

What if this thing can survive?

Just to be on the safe side, Andy called Bauer over as well.

"Put a heavy logging gun on me at the entrance of this cold storage."

"Connect the automatic sentry system."

"Set the fire control logic as follows: if any unauthorized living organism comes out from the inside, fire it directly until it is turned into mincemeat."

Andy didn't even intend to give the automatic sentry system any recognition time. As soon as the door opened, he would fire two thousand bullets at anyone who came out, whether they were human or ghost.

For such a freak who not only possesses cunning genes but has also undergone mutations in high-energy physical fields, you can never be too careful.

If it dies, then it can be kept as a specimen for now.

If it survives, and there is a lack of energy later, it can be thrown into the original species' reaction vessel as high-energy fuel.

Having planted the time bomb, Andy returned to the lobby.

The equipment that had been taken from the cleanup team was laid out in a row on the ground.

First, there are those twelve hell guns.

Its principle is actually similar to that of a regular laser gun, but the way it feeds ammunition is completely different.

Ordinary laser guns use magazine batteries, which run out of power after firing a few hundred shots, and their power is limited.

The Hellfire Gun is connected to a backpack-mounted high-energy battery pack weighing 20 kilograms.

This increases its laser beam energy density by more than five times.

A regular laser gun might only leave a black dot on carapace armor, but the Hellfire Gun can burn through it and even pose a threat to Space Marines' power armor.

Of course, the cost is also obvious.

The barrel has an extremely short lifespan; if heat dissipation is not taken into account, the barrel will melt after firing a few hundred rounds.

Moreover, that battery pack is incredibly heavy. If you carry it for five kilometers, you'll be exhausted if you're not physically fit enough.

Gamma-9.

Andy picked up a Hellfire Gun and examined the lens assembly inside.

Fortunately, although the outer shell is worn, the core components are all in good condition.

"Pick out the twelve best marksmen under your command."

“Form a special operations team, call it the ‘Storm Team,’ and issue these guns to them.”

The Gamma-9's single eye lit up.

He certainly recognized it; it was a high-end item that only the private soldiers of certain powerful families or the stormtroopers of the Inquisition were entitled to possess.

"Sage! This...this is far too precious!"

"What's so valuable about it? It's just a tool."

Andy threw the gun to him.

"This gun drains the battery quickly, remember to have them fully charge the battery before each mission."

"Also, tell them not to keep their hands on the trigger; the barrel is worth more than their lives."

After dealing with the guns, the next step is the armor.

The pile of black armor fragments was set aside.

The material used is high-strength ceramic plate composite plastic steel, and its defensive capabilities are incomparable to the stamped steel plate inserts that Andy currently produces.

Although several pieces of the chest armor were shattered by Andy's punch, most of the other parts, such as the shoulder pads and helmet, remained intact.

"Bauer, these are all yours."

Andy pointed to the pile of debris.

"Using the industrial rubber we just developed as a backing, we can glue these ceramic pieces back on without much problem."

"The broken parts can be repaired with steel plates."

"Although it's a bit ugly, its defensive capabilities aren't too bad."

"Send it to the Storm team once it's fixed."

An elite squad armed with hell guns and clad in patched-up shell armor.

With this configuration, plus Andy's beloved Happy Car, they can basically roam freely in the underworld.

In addition to weapons and equipment, there were also many gains in materials.

As for the armored vehicle wreckage that was dismantled by Gamma-9 and others, it was the last to be transported back because of the large amount of work involved.

"Cut all these boards off."

Andy patted the armor plate that was still smelling burnt.

"These, these... ah, and that engine block, those are good stuff too."

"It's too wasteful to remelt and recast everything. Let's just cut it into shape and add some extra armor to the bottom of the happy car."

"Use the leftover scraps to make shields for heavy logging guns."

The essence of farming is to take everything and leave nothing behind.

After all the hardware had been allocated, Andy had only one thing left in his hands.

That silver metal briefcase bearing the Helios Group logo.

This contains the "secrets" that the transport truck was desperately trying to get out.

It was also Andy's biggest prize from this adventure.

Andy carried his suitcase and walked into his secluded core studio.

He placed the box on the workbench.

This box uses a biometric lock, but in front of the Ironman, this lock is just for show.

Andy's finger transformed into a drill bit, drilling a hole in the lock cylinder and then inserting a probe to short-circuit the control circuit.

"Click".

The ammunition box was opened.

Inside lay a thick, black data storage core.

This type of core is typically used to preserve extremely important large-scale industrial blueprints and has extremely strong resistance to interference and corrosion.

Without hesitation, Andy immediately plugged in the data interface he had.

A massive influx of data arrived instantly.

This time, there was no self-destruct mechanism, no deadly system.

Because this was originally a "cold data" file used for backup and archiving.

As the decryption progress bar reached 100%, an extremely detailed technical document unfolded on Andy's retina.

The document's title was simple, yet it instantly caused Andy's CPU fan speed to spike.

Project Code Name: Ancient Black Box

[Core Equipment: Material Molecular Reconstruction Instrument.]

[Current Status: Abnormal energy field resonant frequency.]

Andy quickly scanned the data log below.

The Helios Group was not lying; they had indeed unearthed this artifact from the golden age.

But instead of fixing it, they greedily removed the equipment's safety limiter in pursuit of maximum output speed.

They attempted to use an overloaded energy field to forcibly break the molecular bonds of matter.

As a result, the energy field inside the reconfigurator was distorted.

Instead of generating pure raw materials according to a predetermined template, it began to randomly grab surrounding carbon-based organisms, using their bodies as raw materials to forcibly reconstruct those purple silicate crystals.

"These idiots..."

Andy looked at the error codes highlighted in red.

"They've ruined all the good stuff."

But at the end of this error-ridden log, Andy saw something that surprised him.

A hidden folder contained a set of "emergency protocols" written by the Helios Group to control the out-of-control machine.

The agreement details the exact coordinates of the reconstruction device and the control logic of the surrounding defense system.

Although the factory was destroyed and collapsed.

But just like the black box in the hydroponic farm before, the core structure of the machine cannot be destroyed by this level of collapse.

No.

It would be difficult to even scratch the surface, let alone destroy it.

It should be buried deep within those ruins now, still silently emitting radiation.

And this data is the key to unlocking the door to that ruin.

Chapter 34 The State of the Black Box

Andy sat at the control panel in the core studio, where a waterfall of red code was scrolling wildly on the holographic projection screen in front of him.

The black data core he had snatched back from the Cleaners was now plugged into his main interface.

It must be said that interpreting it is quite difficult.

This so-called "complete data backup" is riddled with garbled text, missing or unmarked header files, and timestamps that are not aligned at all.

Of course, this is quite normal. Andy guessed that this backup largely relied on the black box's own backup function, and Helios did not obtain the complete protocol, or because he could not understand some indicators that did not belong to this era, resulting in fragmented content.

Andy had no choice but to invoke his powerful logic core and begin an incredibly tedious data cleaning task.

He needs to first eliminate secondary information and retain only the most basic sensor readings—voltage, temperature, magnetic field frequency, and radiation wavelength.

As the cleaning process progressed, a fragmented but still realistic picture slowly emerged.

Clearly, this black box buried under tens of thousands of tons of rubble did not stop operating because of the factory's collapse.

On the contrary, it is still alive.

Not only did it survive, but it also entered an extremely violent operating state the instant the factory collapsed.

A purple curve caught Andy's attention; it was the radiation wavelength reading, which had stabilized at 380 nanometers.

However, the energy index fluctuated within an extremely high range.

Andy immediately inputted this set of feature data into the STC database in his mind for comparison.

[Searching for matching protocols...]

A few milliseconds later, the database displayed two possible results.

This put Andy in a brief moment of confusion.

The first result is [Agreement A: Maximum Capacity Overload Mode].

If this is the case, it means the machine is simply broken; its limiter has failed, causing the energy field to overflow.

This situation is relatively simple to handle.

Andy only needs to find a way to cut off the external power supply or manually insert the control stick to stop it.

But the second result was fatal.

[Protocol B: Core Circuit Breaker Containment Mode]

This is the last line of defense designed by STC to prevent the reconfigurator from exploding under extreme conditions.